Tagged: bones

listening to old

listening to old
taiwanese songs in mom’s kitchen,
reaching towards an

old ache, real and imagined,
melancholy in our bones
.
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we feel the approach

we feel the approach
of a deep freeze within our bones –
time to layer up
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: freeze

january is

this gap we call the

life cracks, is

life cracks, is
meant to raise
hairline fractures
to disguise the mad
scribblings of being
alive. left to
our own devices, we’d
otherwise give
ourselves and each
other up. in this
way, they say
we can lean
on one another,
at least hope
for a stronger
restoration
.
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we all break down a

we all break down a
little a lot, our bodies
are meant to bear the

weight, our imaginations
to braid these hairline fractures
.
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about the fire that

about the fire that
spreads into the
bones, the rhythm of
the flames that
licks our feet
you have it,
and i have it –
awash in music,
we are at once
lit up
.
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they make it look

they make it look
so easy in stories –
the scattering of
ashes over land or
sea, always a
memorable scene.
no one mentions
that there are still
bones to pick
long after hearts
have cooled off
.
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after all that

after all that
burning
and settling
it is duty
to pick the
bones out of
your cooling
ashes and into
your new, marble
skin, feet first.

how were you
able to remain
so still, tickled
by more than
a dozen pairs
of slippery
chopsticks
and after all these
years, i guess
now you
know, my dear
i have never learned
to hold them
correctly
.
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